@j. hoseok Zhengting should have seen this coming, he should have expected his friend to act like a within the first minute of them stepping a foot inside the supposedly entertainment world. "I can't believe myself right now" he exclaimed while shaking his head dramatically "to be more specific I can't believe that I'll hang out with you after that joke you just pulled" he added, nudging the male with his shoulder, giving him a playful look to showcase his disappointment "You and momo have the worst kind of humor, I swear to god." As both of them walked through the crowd, zhengting didn't mind the sudden display of skinship. contrary, he moved closer not minding the few looks some of the people were giving them, giving him the urge to flip his middle finger at all of them gawking eyes.
"Let's ride Atlantis first, if we don't get into the line now we will never be able to ride it, hobi" exclaiming, he pointed at the roller coaster that could be seen from their current location even though they still have a decent distance to walk for them to reach it. "but first, we got to get one of those!" he pointed at the store that sells different animal headbands and all types of souvenirs. Without a second thought he started dragging the male to the said store, not even waiting for his response. "Hmm.....I think fox ears suits me the most, what do you say?" he turned around to face Hoseok after putting on the headband.
@z. zhengting "dude it's fricken crowded here," hoseok whines within the first 20 seconds of them stepping foot onto the grounds of lotte world. he was not one to have any gripes about being swept around the shores of life by a relentless whirlpool of humans on a normal basis, however, today is different. he is out to have fun with his new companion, zhengting, and possibly bust a lung from all the cheering and screaming that is to come. crowds were not ideal for a back-to-back session of eating the wind. "but i guess you could say... there's a lotte people." in a flash, his trademark -eating grin is bordered by his round cheeks pushing up with every passing millisecond, framed by his favourite gesture of finger guns whenever he would come up with silly puns like such.
hoseok trills in anticipation as they pad along the ground towards their destination. his hands tuck out of view soon enough when he starts weaving through the speckled iron wall of tourists and locals alike, though his smirk is of permanent marker ink. just as they pass the ticket gates, his fingers reach back without the guidance of sight to grasp zhengting's slim wrist after a few tries of hooking onto the hem of his shirt. just to make sure neither of them got separated and took a million years to find each other again.
